Not Reindeer, but me. I’m poorly. And Reindeer is awake and not happy thanks to teething.
This is where parenting gets tough. I’m tired, achy and trying not to show it because he doesn’t understand. I just want to stay in bed and sleep but I can’t. I want to cry, but I won’t.
It’s just one of the harder parts of parenting – keeping going in a way that isn’t expected of you in any other aspect of life. It’ll be fine, it’s just hard now.